October 7, 2008 by Marj Hatzell
Sheesh. I should learn to keep my big mouth shut. Remember how last week I was (ignorantly) gloating about how happy and well-adjusted and normal everything was ’round these parts? Eye of the storm, my friends. I’m chalking that one up to cold medicine, mmkay? And for now on? When I say stuff like that? Please gouge my eyes out with a spoon, because it’s preferable to listening to my kids scream like a banshee. And this is what I look like when I’m having a meltdown:
I know, I’m looking rather haggard. I promise, I’ll start taking better care of myself. Really! I will!
I’ve decided that I’d do something fun for a change. Instead of me ranting about what my kids did yesterday afternoon from four until ten (when I actually managed to get them both to sleep before staring at the ceiling for two more hours thinking about the uniform I wore in high school and the cheese fries I ate for lunch. Y’know. Important stuff), I’ve got a challenge for you! See if you can figure out what three things Bugaboo did last night that caused my meltdown. C’mon! Don’t be shy! Knowing his history of NON-STOP PARTYING, I know you can come up with it. It doesn’t have to be in any specific order. And the person who comes closest (without going over) wins a FABULOUS AWARD:
And for the Bonus Question for this round, guess how long it took Bug Boy to take his meds this morning. Go ahead! Guess!